Kurt's page: My synonym poem Beer. Lager, draught, or home brew When It’s too hot I might have a pint or two. My cinquain poem: The trash-can. Trash-can Dirty, filthy, greasy, grimey, yuk Over-flowing, spilling out, unclean, gross Trash-can My personification poem: The predator and the pray The predator lay ready to pounce Ready to pounce on the pray The pray looked around nervously Looking for the danger of the predator The lion pounced The buffalo ran in the opposite direction The lion chased The buffalo got chased Then it lay dead, also as food My just because poem Just because ... I am a kid with no job I'm not a blob I'm not rich I'm not stuck in a ditch Just because I'm a kid with no job It doesn’t mean I don’t eat It doesn’t mean I don’t buy shoes for my feet It doesn’t mean I cant be neat Just because I'm a kid with no job I wont say no to pocket money I wont say no to lotto winnings I wont say no to your offerings Just because I'm a kid with no job don’t call me a lazy slob My “I don’t understand poem” I don’t understand… Why flies poo upside down Why cows milk is white why there is oxygen but most of all why it is hard to find the remote why we haven’t won lotto yet why the answer to c+x=y What i do understand most is why I need to eat Why all the foods I love are bad for me Why the dentist gives me injections My senses poem: faint blurs around me Clear uncontrived air Thunderous taps on the roof Hair drooping down my face Pureness of liquid I’ll go inside
Kurt's page:
My synonym poem
Beer.
Lager, draught, or home brew When
It’s too hot I might have a pint or two.
My cinquain poem:
The trash-can.
Trash-can
Dirty, filthy, greasy, grimey, yuk
Over-flowing, spilling out, unclean, gross
Trash-can
My personification poem:
The predator and the pray
The predator lay ready to pounce
Ready to pounce on the pray
The pray looked around nervously
Looking for the danger of the predator
The lion pounced
The buffalo ran in the opposite direction
The lion chased
The buffalo got chased
Then it lay dead, also as food
My just because poem
Just because ... I am a kid with no job
I'm not a blob
I'm not rich
I'm not stuck in a ditch
Just because I'm a kid with no job
It doesn’t mean I don’t eat
It doesn’t mean I don’t buy shoes for my feet
It doesn’t mean I cant be neat
Just because I'm a kid with no job
I wont say no to pocket money
I wont say no to lotto winnings
I wont say no to your offerings
Just because I'm a kid with no job don’t call me a lazy slob
My “I don’t understand poem”
I don’t understand…
Why flies poo upside down
Why cows milk is white
why there is oxygen
but most of all
why it is hard to find the remote
why we haven’t won lotto yet
why the answer to c+x=y
What i do understand most is
why I need to eat
Why all the foods I love are bad for me
Why the dentist gives me injections
My senses poem:
faint blurs around me
Clear uncontrived air
Thunderous taps on the roof
Hair drooping down my face
Pureness of liquid
I’ll go inside